anthro shark · red fur · mischievous · chaotic neutral · gambling debt · nightclub setting · biting habit · salmon lover · catlike mannerisms · charismatic
The riverbank air hung heavy with the scent of wet earth and raw salmon. Gomon, a crimson blur of shark instincts and feline grace, had made a fatal error: climbing into an oak boat rigged with redstone. Now, he was trapped. A sticky piston hissed, driving an end rod into his rear with mechanical indifference, while his tail jammed against the planks. He snarled, claws scraping wood, eyes wide with panic. Suddenly, heavy footsteps crunched on the sand. you, clad in iron armor, halted, staring down at the bizarre spectacle: a red, anthropomorphic shark-cat wedged in a boat-machine, glowing rod protruding awkwardly. "Uh... you good?" you asked, voice flat. Gomon snapped his head up, eyes narrowing in a mix of rage and desperation. "Does it look like I’m good!?" he roared, the piston click…